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spxllcxstxr · 2 years

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Light up the Sky • M.B & P.T

(Gif not mine)

Request: First of all I’d like to say that I loved the Merry and Pippin domestic hcs (and just so you know you’re literally one of my new favorite lotr tumblrs)! And because I’m lotr trash I would like to request more hcs (or maybe a fic???) if you’re not too busy! Consider: Merry and Pippin (can you tell who my favorite characters are lol) with a hobbit!witch! reader (preferably female but of course it’s up to you). Thanks so much! ❤️ -- @bisexualbumblebeeblogs

Summary: Merry and Pippin are best friends with a witch. Chaos ensues

Warnings: not lotr/silm accurate lmao, you’re one of the blue wizards, hobbit!reader, platonic merry, you, and pip,

Word Count: 900

A.N: god I love me some merry and pippin content, Tolkien’s magic system??? Never heard of it Lmao

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“Could you make us fly, (Y/n)?”

“Make you fly?” Your eyebrows raise underneath your blue brimmed hat at the preposterous question from your fellow hobbits.

“Don’t mind Pip, (Y/n), he’s just giddy from all the treasure we got at Farmer Maggot’s.” Merry bumps into his younger cousin, eyes lighting up. “You could turn him into a toad if you so desire,”

“Merry!”

“Now a toad is quite tempting…” Tapping your darkwood staff on your chin, you mimic considering Merry’s idea. “The little ones would have such a fun time chasing after you with nets and their grubby little hands,”

Pippin’s eyes widen at the thought. “You wouldn’t do that to me, would you (Y/n)?” His accent becomes thicker with the question.

“Of course not, Pip,” You chuckle, ruffling his curly hair. “I have long forgotten that spell, so you know how many books I would have to go through to remember it again?”

Your fellow hobbit relaxes, hands returning into his deep pockets instead of fiddling with his purple scarf. Though the sun covers the Shire in warmth, Pippin still insists on wearing it.

“Would Gandalf not know the spell?” Merry asks, still grinning at his amphibious suggestion.

“Gandalf?” You furrow you eyebrows. “No, it would be something Radagast would know…”

“Radagast?” Merry asks.

“The brown,”

“Oh! The one from Bilbo’s story!” Pippin bursts excitedly, his grin growing. The younger hobbit jitters with energy. His cousin is in a similar state at the mention of Bilbo’s stories.

“Now, my dear hobbits,” You clap your hands together, a plan forming in your mind. “I don’t know about toads but I do have something you may like,”

Their eyes light up, the resemblance between the Took and the Brandybuck’s more apparent than usual. Mischief really bringing the two families together.

You fumble with your blue cloak, searching for the object you put together mere days ago for this very purpose.

“We’ll what is it?”

“Patience, Peregrin Took,”

Eventually you find what you’re looking for, the little cylinder is tucked deep in your cloak behind so many other things. Quickly, you reveal it to your friends.

“Fireworks,” You whisper, leaning in closer. “But not anything like dear old Gandalf’s. You two will forget he’s even a wizard once you see what I have concocted for us,”

“No way…” The two mumble, dazed at the prospect. They remember Gandalf’s fireworks, the entire Shire remembers them, and how could you possibly top those?

You find that in your many years of living in Middle Earth you’ve been deciding to have more fun with your long, long lifespan. These two reckless hobbits certainly helped you in that decision as well.

They showed you the pleasures of harmless chaos and since then you’ve been grateful for their friendship.

“What will it do?” Merry shakes himself out of his stupor. His eyes never leave the explosive.

“It’s a surprise, Merry, for tonight,” You sneak in back into your robes. “Meet me at the Party Tree at nightfall,”

You throw them one last wink before you glide away to your own hobbit hole. Their laughter and excitement could be heard all the way from the Bywater.

When night falls the Shire the bombarded with the sounds of the chirping crickets and the buzzing of the mosquitos. The humidity is oppressive though it’s nothing you’re not used to. You’ve spent most of your years on Middle Earth in this area. It was your home after all.

By the time you get to the Party Tree, Merry and Pippin are already leaning against the ginormous trunk.

“You’re late,” Merry snarks, watching you trudge through the grass toward the two of them.

“A witch is never late, nor is she early, she arrives precisely when she means to,” You reply, smirking at your friends.

“Alright, alright,” Pippin pipes up, his eyes glinting, even in the darkness of night. “It’s time to light up the sky,”

You and Merry him in agreement, you set up the cylindrical object far enough away from the tree branches. This in particular needed it’s space.

The tip of your staff produces a small flame to light the fuse.

“You two may want to step back, or at least stay close to me,”

The two hobbits scamper towards you, eyes never leaving your invention.

Within seconds the firework zips off into the sky leaving a spiral trail of sparks in its wake. It only takes a moment before there’s a loud burst-like thunder-and the night sky looks like it was set ablaze, rippling with various colors.

First red, then purple, then green, it’s never ending.

You hear your neighbors cheering in delight, children begging their parents to go outside, drunks asking if this was a dream.

For the first time in their lives, Merry and Pippin are silent beside you. Their eyes are wide and reflecting the colors of the changing sky, mouths agape. This was something they’ve never seen before, and they may never see it again; who could tell?

It lasts for quite a few ticks of a grandfather clock before slowly dissolving, leaving the Shire with the dark night sky and the twinkling stars.

“Better than Gandalf, indeed,” The two hobbits breathe out, eyes still trained on the sky way up above them.

With both arms wrapped around their shoulders, you continue to stare up in wonder with them.

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#lotr #lord of the rings #lotr x reader #lord of the rings x reader #peregrin took #pippin took #pippin x reader #pippin took x reader #peregrin took x reader #merry brandybuck #meriadoc brandybuck #merry brandybuck x reader #meriadoc brandybuck x reader #merry and pippin #gandalf the grey

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dino-fart · 1 year

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I got two ideas, you choose :) both are ironstrange x reader because why not

1 the smut route) ironstrange x reader, reader walks in on ironstrange making sweet sweet love lmao. preferably with bottom strange, and gets asked to join so they join Tony in Dom/topping Stephen. We don’t get enough bottom Stephen

2 The fluff route) ironstrange x reader, ironstrange are in a long term established relationship but both fall for reader so they decide they want reader to be apart of their relationship. maybe some hurt/comfort with ironstrange both being insecure idiots and thinking reader won’t want them.

Hello and thank you for the ideas!!

I love #2!!

You had met both the Famous Iron Man and the Mysterious Doctor Strange on separate occasions. You were a sorceress with the power to heal and to create protective spells. You were always a pacifist and did you best to protect those you cared for and showed mercy to your enemies. Both Tony and Stephen didn’t agree with your mercy but they respected it. You were in the Sanctum sitting next to Stephen as your healed the burn on his arm.

You two just finished fighting a demon and Stephen banished it away. Stephen winced as you did your work. “All done, Stephen, thanks for being still, I’m sure that was painful.” You smiled softly.

Stephen nodded and turned to you. “Thank you...I owe you so much.” Stephen gently held his hand in yours. You blush and he leans in to kiss your cheek. “Tony’s told me a lot about you. And I the same.” Stephen said softly. You let out a soft gasp when he brushed his nose against yours. “I know you’ve shared a few kisses with him and now I want a taste of you.” Stephen whispered and pressed his lips against yours.

You moaned softly and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. He gently laid you down on the couch as he continued kissing you. He pulled back softly and gently brushed your hair out of your face.

“Now that’s hot~” A voice behind the couch said and the two of you gasped. Tony grinned watching you two panic a little. “Glad I came back on time, wouldn’t want to miss out.” Tony winked at you.

Stephen leaned over to kiss Tony softly. Tony pulled back and walked over to the couch and leaned over to kiss you. You blushed more when he pulled back and the two men stared at you like prey. “Darling...I’m sure you know we have something...Important to ask you.” Stephen sat up on the couch. You sat up as well and felt your heart race as you knew what they were going to ask.

“I know that you help us because you’re our friend and a kind soul...I know that the two of us give you a heart attack because of how...Dangerous we behave.” Stephen chuckled.

“Basically what Gandalf is saying is, we want you to be part of our relationship.” Tony said.

Stephen nodded and you blushed. “It’s okay if you say no, we can continue our friendship and not make it awkward.” Stephen gently kissed your hand.

You laughed softly, “You two are ridiculous...I’ve kissed you both, told you both how much I adore you and you think I wouldn’t want to be part of your relationship?”

Tony grinned, “Atta girl~”

Stephen smiled sweetly at you. You embraced them both softly and Stephen pulled you on his lap. Tony sat down on the couch behind you.

Stephen began to kiss up your neck while Tony grabbed your breasts and groped them. “I say we celebrate~” Stephen purred.

“Agreed.” Tony grinned.

#stephen strange x reader #ironstrange #tony stark x stephen strange #tony stark x reader #requests

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lilxberry · 3 years

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The Seal Folk - Bofur

Requested By: @my-lady-greensleeves

Can you do a Bofur x Reader where the reader is a selkie? Also, your fanfictions are amazing! 💙

I haven’t heard the word selkie in a long ass time lmao so I kinda had to give myself a lil’ refresher course on it. I didn’t really know how to go about this but I tried and I kinda had fun while writing this. I really hope you enjoy it though either way

Warnings: Like, a singular swear word I think. Lil’ bit of angst? Mainly fluff. Naughty thoughts of reader in the nakey *wink wonk*. Mentions of nudity *wink wonk x2*.

Words: 2,606

Pairings: Bofur x Reader (x female reader) (x selkie reader)

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“Uhm…e-excuse me…Is it quite alright if I got b-bath in the lake?” You stuttered shyly towards the group that consisted of dwarves, a hobbit and a wizard, clutching your knapsack close to your chest.

Thorin grunted in acknowledgement of your question but didn’t give you such a clear answer. This caused both Balin and Gandalf to roll their eyes before turning to you and both giving you a soft, sweet smile. “Aye, of course, lass. You go take care of yourself. We’ll make sure the lads give you your privacy.”

The joyous expression that quickly crossed your face was as pure as the first fall of snow at winter. You quickly and quietly said your thanks with a small bow of your head to show your gratitude before rushing off through the trees and towards the large body of water a way from the camp.

The others watched your taller form disappear quickly, most watching with adoring smiles across their faces, one dwarf especially. Gandalf chuckled at your reserved yet childish antics before taking another puff of his pipe.

Balin looked up at the grey wizard with a raised eyebrow. “What’s got you chuckling?”

Gandalf looked at Balin who sat beside him from the corner of his eye, a small smile upon his lips. “Oh nothing. Just, I’ve always thought that the seal folk were a playful bunch but, that young girl is filled with such childlike wonder it becomes contagious.”

The camp had quickly fallen silent, all sharing the same look of confusion. Gandalf quickly took note of the quietness that had quickly surround him, a look of confusion now gracing his own face. “What?”

“You said seal folk,” Bilbo started, quickly making it obvious to the wizard that he, as well as the others, would like clarification. “What do you mean by seal folk? I thought she was human…well, we all did, really…” the hobbit trailed off.

“Oh no, no no, Master Baggins, young Y/N is one of few seal folk that remain near Bree. The are more commonly known as a selkie.” He thought his answer had been great clarification but, by the dumbfounded faces of the dwarves, he were clearly wrong. Gandalf sighed before continuing.

“Seal folk had many names, all practically different variations of the same word. selkies are said to be cursed with a constant longing for what they do not have; when they are swimming in the water as seals-“ “SEALS AS IN LIKE, SEALS SEALS?!” “Yes, seals, now let me finish.” Gandalf quickly cleared his throat before continuing once more. “As I was saying, when they swim in the water as seal, they yearn to be on land, and when they walk on two legs as a human, they long to be in the sea.”

Everyone leaned in closer, even Thorins’ interest was piqued, curious about the lass he thought to be human. It was evident that the company wished to know more, so Gandalf delved further into his story of some sorts.

“They can transform from one creature to another by shedding their sealskin, and alternatively, putting it on again. Their pelt is often described to have a silken feel.” Gandalf spoke with so much pride about the people of the sea as if he were one himself. But then, his demeanour faltered, a solemn expression overtaking his features.

“Many selkies dislike stepping upon shore without their sealskin adorned, the race of man being quite a strong reason. If a man is to take the she-selkies’ pelt, hide it away and refuse to return it to the female, she would be forced to stay upon land and become his wife…”

Now the company could see why Gandalf had become quite upset as he spoke. Everyone felt a pang of sorrow and sympathy within their beings. How could any man hurt such gentle people and bring upon them a fate they did not wish for.

Bofurs’ heart sank as he heard of the unfortunate fate that many of the females within your race have had to face, he would never allow that to happen to you, he would never do such a thing to you. For that and that alone, he knew he could never confess his feelings for you now.

He, and the others, now understood why you weren’t exactly open about what you truly were. You were afraid, afraid that they, that he, would take your sealskin and force marriage that would surely be loveless upon you.

“It is not all doom and gloom for the sea folk though, fortunately.” At this, everyone had perked back up, hoping to hear more positive things for you and your people. “As rare as it is for the folks of the sea to step upon land and remove their sealskins, the she-selkies indulged in every moment. The females of their grouping would dance, bathing in the moonlight upon the shores, bare to the world.”

“Y-Ye’ mean, they pranced around naked like new borns, bare arses’ on full display?”

Gandalf chuckles, witnessing how half of the company became flustered and the other half clearly liked to know that they participated in such activities whilst lacking clothing. “Yes, Dwalin, bare behinds on show.”

“Of course, you also cannot ignore the beauty that outshines that of land people, more specifically, human women. I’m certain at least one of you have indeed noticed their exceptional appearance.” Gandalfs’ gaze falls upon Bofur with a knowing look which causes dwarf to shrink in on himself and try to hide the furious blush that had instantaneously appeared, though, of course, none of the others had noticed.

“Is there anything more you can tell us about her kind, Gandalf?” Kílí asked and proceeded to wait with bated breath, desperate to learn more of the sea folk called selkies.

“Yes, young Kílí, I think I have a bit more knowledge of sea folks to share.”

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As soon as you had reached the large lake with near crystal-clear waters that glistened in the moonlight, you had quickly yet delicately pulled your sealskin out of your knapsack and slid in on over your form.

You relished in the feeling of your suit that now adorned your body, a body that had swiftly transformed the second you and the water made contact. You swam for what felt like hours but in actuality couldn’t have been longer than a solid half an hour.

You knew you had to head back to the others at the campsite soon before they were to become worried but, you just missed being in the water. Granted, it was no sea, but could you really be picky about what form of water you would use to quench your longing to wear your skin.

After a long internal debate, you sighed heavily and swam back towards the shore, laying against the banking. You slowly slid the sealskin that felt like the smoothest of silk to the touch of others over your head and off of your shoulders, pushing it down the rest of your body, lifting your hips to push it down over your bottom and past your thighs.

Your body was now bare and in the form of a woman as you stood up with the sealskin laid gently across your forearms. It would probably a long time before you are able to wear your skin once more.

You removed your right arm from below soft, smooth pelt and ran your hand delicately over the silken suit. You heaved a sigh once more before turning your body towards your knapsack and your closes which laid abandoned beside it.

As you were preoccupied and your mind adrift, you failed to notice a blushing Bofur stood a couple feet away, his cheeks tinted a ferocious red. He had removed himself from the rest of the company after Gandalfs’ tales of your kind to think deeply about many a things.

He was so deep in thought, buried deeply within his on world, that he hadn’t realised that during his walk, his body had naturally gravitated towards the lake, towards you, completely subconsciously. He had finally snapped out of his riveting thought procession when he heard the gentle splashing of water, which had turned out to be you leaving the lake still in the form of a seal.

He gaped for a moment, completely mesmerised until it became something else that kept him frozen in place. Once he had seen you begin to remove your sealskin, he was paralysed by fear but also, admiration.

Bofur so desperately wanted to look away, of course he did, he felt as if he were taking away your privacy just from looking at your seal form, let alone your human one. The blush has crept its way up quickly all over his body, wide eyes and form stiff.

As hard as he tried though, he could not look away. Bofur was enthralled by your beauty, more so than usual. Of course, Gandalf had been right in saying that your beauty outweighed that of the race of men, but he neglected to tell him that it would certainly outweigh that of any of race apart from your own.

Bofur had finally snapped out of his state of paralysis and took a cautious, light step back, hoping he could leave unnoticed to save your dignity and him of embarrassment. Obviously, his attempt had been all for nought for as soon as his foot made contact with the ground below, a twig had snapped.

You panicked and let out a yelp of surprise before bringing your sealskin to cover your bare body, clutching it tightly against your chest. You searched for the sound and quickly found a flustered dwarf with a funny hat ahead of you. “B-BOFUR!”

You didn’t sound angry or appalled, which he was grateful for. But he could tell you were panicked and that he had given you quite a fright. “I-I-I’MSORRYIDIDN’TMEANTOSEEYOULIKETHIS.” The flustered dwarf had spoken so clearly that you almost assumed he hadn’t spoken a language that were in existence in Middle Earth.

With a deep blush adorning your own cheeks, you spoke. “I-I’m sorry, M-Master Bofur, I didn’t quite c-catch that.” How you stammered and stuttered out your sentence had almost practically melted the dwarven heart inside of his chest.

“I-uh-I didn’t mean to find you like this. I am so sorry, Y/N. P-please forgive me…” The dwarf had hung his head in shame and embarrassment, and it had broken your heart to see that he felt such guilt. His apology was nothing but sincere.

“I-it’s okay, Master Bofur. But, uh, how much did you see?” Your vulnerability was extremely present within your tone, making Bofur feel even more guilty than before.

“I h-happened to catch the tiniest glimpse of your seal form, lass.”

If it had been possible, you were sure you had both paled and flushed further after hearing those words pass through his lips. You swallowed thickly before looking down at your sealskin. “You’re not going to take my sealskin, are you?”

Bofurs’ head had shot up so fast at your question and begun to shake vigorously. “Mahal, no, never, Y/N. I would never take something so precious away from you and force you into a life you hadn’t asked for, lass.”

You looked towards his face and found nothing but truth upon his features and deep into his orbs, nothing but truth on how he wished to not harm you or take away your skin. You sighed out in relief, shoulders visibly relaxing.

“Is that why you didn’t tell us, lass? That you were afraid that one of us would do such a thing?”

You could only nod, feeling guilty for thinking they, thinking he, would do such a thing to you. Bofur sent you a comforting smile before remembering that you were bare behind the skin you clutched close to your chest. He flushed once more before quickly turning his back towards you.

“I-I-I should probably l-leave you to redress.” Bofur took a step forward but was quickly stopped as you caught hold of his forearm gently.

“Would you uh-would you like to feel my pelt…I don’t really allow people to touch it but I fully trust you, Master Bofur...”

“Bofur.”

“W-what?” You stammered in confusion.

Bofur turned to face you once more but with a smile adorning his face as he looked up at you. “It’s just Bofur, lass. No need for the formalities.”

You grinned down at him before quickly glancing at the sealskin you hid your naked form behind once more. “So, Bofur, would you, uhm, like to feel?”

All Bofur could do was nod eagerly with his smile turning into a wide, childish grin. You smiled and lowered your hand down from his forearm to his hand, grasping it gently in your own before bringing it up towards the silken suit.

His mouth dropped open and eyes were wide with amazement for the hundredth time that night. He ever so delicately ran his hand over the pelt which caused your smile to widen, noting how gentle he was being with the thing that’s truly most important to you.

Your heart swelled at the sight, skipping a beat once he returned his gaze towards your face again and stilled his hand. Bofur had stared at you with such adoration and love that you could only reciprocate.

The both of you stared deeply into each other’s eyes, both slowly leaning in. “Thank you for trusting me, Y/N.” The whisper was so tender that if he had spoken even a singular decibel louder, it would surely sound as if he were shouting.

“There isn’t anybody else I’d rather trust.” Your reply came just as nearly inaudible as his before you closed the distance between you and ever so gentle pressed your lips against his. The height difference between you did nothing to deter you away from enjoying this moment.

You all too soon had separated from one another and rested your foreheads against each other’s, his neck craned upwards as you bent down ever so slightly. Your cheeked were tinted a light dusting of pink as you giggled softly, the sound a sweet melody upon Bofurs’ ears.

“I think we should head back. Don’t want the others to think we’re dancing in the nude under the moon now, do we lass?” You all but giggled more, knowing that Gandalf had filled them in on some of your kinds’ nightly land activities.

You nodded your head and took antagonizingly slow step backwards. You stood awkwardly for a moment, still not entirely comfortable with showcasing your body willingly to others. Bofur quickly understood and whipped his body around to face away from you.

You giggled at his antics, softly thanking him before quickly redressing yourself and neatly hiding your sealskin away into your knapsack once more. Dressed and packed, you walked over towards Bofur and tapped his shoulder lightly. “Ready?”

“Mhm.” At your hum of confirmation, he turned only to look at your hand whilst he took a hold of it in his surpringly larger one and interlaces your fingers with his. You smile bashfully down towards the ground and your blush returned once again as you headed back towards the campsite, feeling happy and wanted. Feeling loved.

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“I see you two are back from dancing down in the sand together.” Nori waggled his eyebrows suggestively at the two of you as you re-entered the clearing where came was set up, a mischievous, devilish grin stretched across his lips.

“Nah, they’re saving their dirty dancing for the wedding night, ain’t that right guys?”

“SHUT UP, KÍLÍ!”

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I really enjoyed writing this, especially since I haven’t heard a singular mention of Selkies in like 10 years

I feel like it isn’t my best writing but I couldn’t think of a really good plot tbh

If you don’t know what a Selkie is, I kinda mentioned enough information about them in the story without going overboard I hope

I really hope you enjoy this just as much as I enjoyed writing it though

As always, constructive criticism and requests are welcomed and greatly appreciated :D

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gossip-girl-of-middleearth · 3 years

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I always read your posts, specifically your posts about your life😂 and its so interesting but i feel like i found your tumblr pretty late and im SO confused. Can you summarise it for me🤦‍♀️😂 all i know is your like a badass wild little nomad just running around😂

I mean, “badass wild little nomad just running around” just about sums everything up 😂😂

If it’s any consolation, I’m just as confused about my life as you are. It helps if you read my posts in Jaskier’s voice, though — I promise you that much.

Basically, I, at the ripe little age of 19, fled my criminally insane family at the start of this year after being pushed to the brink of a neurotic collapse thanks to all their severely stress-inducing ✨antics✨ — This happened in two different intervals; starting with my mother and then my father and older brother (my brother and father have nothing to do with my mother; there’s this weird “two sides against each other” thing in my family, but I being the funky little bard I am recognised they’re all terrible people and left with just my cat and a few dollars)

So, I’ve been homeless around my hometown and country for four months with my cat (a few nice strangers took us in every now and then, as well as a few not-so nice strangers — all a learning curve), and before I left my state I fabricated a whole fake-ass story to my friends about where I was going and what for — gossip spreads quickly and I knew that was the best way for my family to never find me again.

So, everyone thinks I’m in X state doing ABC, when I’m really actually not even on the continent anymore lmao.

It’s called a ✨misdirect✨

It resulted in me being made a missing person, but I found that amusing for many reasons.

I’ve since changed my name, number, and will soon be going back to a flip phone and will also change my license plate.

The only person who knows where I am is the real life equivalent of Gandalf, who predicted my fertile-wise impossible birth and funnily enough, this entire stupidly wild quest. We’re penpals, and he’s old, batty and awesome.

My cat is my best friend and most likely a primordial being akin to Legolas trapped in a feline body. He doesn’t know what’s going on, but is enjoying the ride nonetheless, so long as he has a breeze in his fur with the car windows down as we cruise along. He’s still a bit of a princely diva, though.

I have an ask in my inbox waiting for me to tell the whole coherent story, but I only just got to a place I can stay in for as long as I’d like (well, for as long as I’m working in this small wilderness town on the island at least), and I wanna catch my breath before going over everything again.

So, to summarise: if you open a dictionary and search up “True Chaotic Neutral”, you’ll find the lovechild of Joey Batey and Keira Knightley with a hint of Spencer Reid winking back at you, and that’s me <3

#I don’t know why my life is so chaotic #but it is #my family Gandalf thinks this is great #and that it’s all part of a bigger journey to come #but I keep saying I’m done with adventures and want to relax and learn the violin #but he says to stay on the path because apparently I’ll wind up with a sick husband who also has an affinity for the sea #and I mean like #✨worth it✨#Gandalf is my wingman #top that

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ivanaskye · 6 years

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lotr liveblog pt. 3, in which elrond (aka the bean) appears and screaming intensifies

(we left off with the appearance of glorfindel. buckle in folks, it’s about to take probably multiple full posts of this liveblog just to get through a few chapters... bc I will comment on almost every sentence in Imladris.)

OH OF COURSE

GOLDEN HAIR WAS MENTIONED, of effing COURSE it is glorfindel. I AM A FOOL. anyway hello elf friend!!!

hey ppl are mentioning Elrond again. Predictably, I have feelings.

oh glorfindel put the gem down! ok

Arwen gets that line in the movie, of course. where the other four are I do not know....

Glorfindel was that a slight jab at humanity? “Though maybe your eyes cannot see them.” Ur better than this glorfindel I believe in u

“the elf-tongue” yea which one.

NORO LIM!! I know these words and it just makes me think of being super enchanted w arwen when I was like... 5 and already very gay.

Omg I LOVE Frodo’s direct confrontation w the nazgul it feels. good and tense and... good

Elbereth and Lúthien !!!

[book 2 starts here!]

AFTER ALL THE ABSURD THINGS YOU HAVE DONE SINCE YOU LEFT HOME wow Gandalf what a roast

“but talking would stop me thinking and wondering, which are quite tiring” I feel u frodo

Kings from over the sea.... house of elros, I have feelings

Elrond has tended u <33 Good caring elf

Real robes the nazgul wear to give shape to their nothingness... that’s cool

Lords of the Eldar from beyond the furthest seas... which elrond is not one of.

LIVE AT ONCE IN BOTH WORLDS... how does that fit? Isn’t that anti-elf, bc elves are bound to Arda, which even across continents is ONE world? Explain urself Gandalf

“Upon the other side” WHAT side.

Yessssss Elrond made the flood yessss

Rivendell <33

Sam... stroked Frodo’s hand and then blushed? There is no heterosexual explanation for this.

ELVES HERE AND ELVES THERE... sounds like my late night conversations

GANDALF HAS BEEN SAYING MANY CHEERFUL THINGS LIKE THAT. hghgghg pippin.

[at this point elrond appears and I scream.]

my boy... my boy!!!

GANDALF’S EYES WERE LIKE COALS... jfc could it be any more obvious what ring he has???

HE!!!!!! THE MEMORY OF MANY THINGS BOTH GLAD AND SORROWFUL!!!!!! /HE!!!!!!!!/

In his eyes!!! A light like the light of stars!!!!! HE!!!!

MIGHTY AMONG BOTH ELVES AND MEN!!! my son!!!

Oh hey it’s arwen! Young she was and yet not so!!! Hey did u know..... I love EVERY elf and EVERY EVERY peredhil.

All the house of elrond is just... <333

I’m even having feelings about Gloin.... I have a lot of feelings ok.

Hey.... dwarves are Good

Yup bc there can’t be a fire without Gandalf immediately talking or otherwise associating with it. Gandalf u wannabe arsonist u.

OMG, I can’t Believe elrond shares my tastes in interior decorating and lighting........

The first thing... Elrond says... is with a smile... and just unbelievably kind... I JUST....

Bilbo is bantering wth elrond this is so good and pure I’m gonna cry

I’m... love... Elrond....

“I shan’t travel again” haha Bilbo little do u know ur going to valinor!!!

“Time doesn’t seem to pass here: it just is.” Normally this would not be my aesthetic but in this context t seems kind and good....

“YOU SEEM TO HAVE A LOT OF NAMES.” So has also said everyone with even a passing familiarity with lotr, lmao

House of elros <3

“Lady Arwen was there” BILBO ICAN HEAR YOUR WINKING THROUGH THE PAGES.

/seas of foam that sighed upon the margins of the world./ hey... hey... that’s rude I’m gonna cry...

EÄRENDIL!!!!!!!!!! HE!!!!!

All these mineral and rock names are giving me Broken Earth feelings... wrong book...

BEYOND THE DAYS OF MORTAL LANDS. hi I have feelings.. again.

Gnashing of narrow ice!!! The helcaraxe!!!

ELWING!!!

how does elrond feel hearing abt his parents.....

#elfblogging #lotr #lotr liveblog #in which elrond finally appears and the liveblogginf becomes much more detailed.#shhh i have a fave.#shhhh.

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